This cracks me up. Megan - Ro's room mate - is flying out to see her boyfriend in a couple of hours. For the past month all she has been able to talk about is how scared she is of flying, hitting air pockets, the plane dropping fast like being on a roller coaster. And yet, what is she doing to get ready for her trip???

Going online every night for a week and looking up news reports on airplane crashes and hijackings.

I told Ro to let me know when Megan is going on a cruise. I'll loan her all my research books on the Titanic.

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yep.Although I will admit to screwing with her mind a few times. I'm still pissed that she let Draco out and didn't care about it.Not that I want any serious harm to come to her, but it was fun. *snickers*

yeah, but if the plane you are on is going to crash, what the hell can you do other than pray or just accept it? It's not like you're going to be able to fly it. (I've been flying for 30.5 years, btw. Guess I'm a little fatalistic when it comes to being up in the air.)

She actually called Ro to tell her about landing in Iowa and said that she (Megan) screamed when the plane dropped. I guess we all have our fears.

My first trip was at age six months to San Diego with my parents for a Geology convention. I have no clue what Mum and I did all day while my dad was at the convention. Then add in travel to the south Pacific, Mexico, Hawaii, around the US to visit relatives, Alaska, and England. Mexico was twice a year for a few years too. Then I got a job. lol.